SOMETIME last year I sent a tetchy letter complaining about the quantity of litter that had been chopped up and strewn along the Croft Road by one of the council mowers.
On April 30, after a long spell away, I was cycling back from Hurworth along the same road and the contrast was stunning!
There were no bottles or tins or paper to be seen, just grass, and a lone figure making his way along the verge, picking up every last remnant of rubbish he could find.
He was not wearing a high visibility jacket which made me wonder if he might have been a volunteer, rather than someone official; but what a transformation.
The morning mist was clearing, and I had a smashing ride home.
I wanted to tell him as much, but I didn’t and I’m sorry but it’s so hard these days not to sound like a patronizing git.
Jo Jones, Darlington
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